Stinking of whisky and cigarettes, his hands shook as he took the "Piano Player Wanted" sign from the window and handed it to the bartender. "I'd like the job."

The barkeep was skeptical but it’d been awhile since he had a piano player and business was falling off so he gave him a try.

The old Chief staggered to the piano as patrons snickered but by the time he was into the third bar of music, every voice was silenced and what followed was a rhapsody of music and when he finished there wasn't a dry eye in the place.The bartender bought the old Chief a beer and asked him the name of the song he’d just played. The Chief took a long pull from the beer and replied, “It’s called, "Drop Your Skivvies Baby, We're Gonna Rock the Boat Tonight."The bartender winced, but the old Chief then launched into a knee-slapping, bit of ragtime that had the place jumping. After he finished, the Chief acknowledged the applause and told the crowd the song was called, "Your Big Boobs Make My Anchor Hard."

He then excused himself as he lurched off to the head.

When the old Chief came out of the head, the bartender said, "Look Chief, the job is yours, but do you know your fly is open and your pecker is hanging out?""Know it?" the old Chief replied, "Hell, I wrote it!"